Honestly, the fact that I know the authors are actually gonna hear it is like half the reason it's so fun to do.
Well — 'try to do.'
*thumbs up*
So, ditto to you-'n-y'all. Thanks for the good book, ya dumbasses! Jokes on you for being nobodies!
("If not, you'd have a serious narrator.") ("I'm not in here with you. You're in here with me.") (Some shit? Pft.)
Whatever. These are the kinds of thrills available to dorks of our caliber. I'm just glad we're havin' fun with it.
(And, frankly, a little bit honored. Not like a weird amount. But more than a bit.)
(And for the record — I think I've said something like this to Abbie in private, but I'll say it here and now, to both Nate and everyone: I seriously feel like I owe Nate and Abbie like an actual apology for some of the various stuff I'm doing so poorly in this shit. 
It is known that this-thing-we're-graciously-having-fun-with does include me occasionally deliberately kind of actually fucking it up. And they wrote a book — so. Fuck me. Any case, sorry.)
(Also, I'm kinda interpreting this-whole-current-readthrough-project as just being a "take one," with the possibility of a much-better "take two" taking place once I finally have my mind wrapped around the story a bit better. So, if nothing else — except my standing context of 'toooootally fuck-me' — I can promise you that at least the next version of this shit won't be littered with 'fucks.')
(Or some shit.)
(Sorry.)
(Wee!)
("Fuck.")
